'You IDIOT! What the nether do you think you're doing?! He'll kill you! Would you invite a normal mass murderer into your house? because dragging a pissed demigod home is a nether of a lot worse!' Steve scolded himself mentally as he laid Herobrine down on his bed, and did his best (as in not very well) to bandage the two stab wounds in the afore mentioned demigod's chest and abdomen. This task was made easier by the fact that he didn't have to worry about being attacked… as much.

Once he was done it seemed like a really good idea to get away from the scary demigod and do some miscellaneous junk to get his mind off the idea of being hunted. In a matter of seconds, Steve had fallen asleep on the floor, having gone without sleep for a full two nights in the mine.


Steve awoke to find himself in his own bed, and came to the conclusion that he had had a spider venom induced nightmare about rescuing Herobrine, meaning that he wasn't as big of a moron as he had thought. When he finally bothered to open his eyes the miner was greeted with the glowing white eyes of the demon from his 'dream', and shrieked as he fell out of bed. He stood up shakily. "Notch! you scared me." Steve said, immediately regretting his choice of words.

"Sorry, but, I'm the other one." Said Herobrine who was sitting with his back against the same wall Steve had fallen asleep at.

"R-right. Uh… how long have you been up?" Steve was less than sure of how he was supposed to react to the creep staring at him.

"Few hours."

"And, you put me in bed?"

"Yeah."

'You're very talkative aren't you?' Steve joked in his mind. "Right." now what? "So… are you, uh, ok?" He asked slowly.

"I'm fine, thanks for patching me up by the way. I was just wondering if you still had my shirt."

"Oh, uh, here." Steve moved over to a large chest in the corner. "You can have one of mine." He handed over a cyan t-shirt, identical to the one he was already wearing and the one Herobrine had been wearing, which was now torn and covered in blood.

"Thanks. I'll get out of your face then. Thanks again, see ya soon."

"Y-you will?" Steve had, like anyone else would in the same situation, no interest in seeing Herobrine ever again, much less soon.

"Whether I like it or not." And with that he left. Not left as in vanished, teleported, or crashed through the wall. Left as in walked out the door to the living room, and walked out another door to outside, and then walked away.

Steve decided that this had to have been the weirdest Herobrine encounter in the history of all man kind, and that perhaps it would have been a good idea to take his father's advice and attend church regularly… then again that would require living within pig riding distance of a church instead of out in the middle of nowhere.


Herobrine failed to notice that he had put his new shirt on backwards as he walked through the woods, too deep in thought to notice the tree in front of him until he waked into it. 'Man, I'm really out of it.' He thought, deciding to put at least a little attention to the block in front of his face.

That human had his face. They looked exactly alike, other than the eyes of course, but that had to mean something. The last time he had met a human with the same face as him it had spelled big trouble. But that human had been a hunter, specifically of endermen. This human had saved him about a day of healing. Probably not as much as it had expected, but a kind gesture nonetheless. So what could the prophets have in mind? Not like they would simply tell him, they never gave straight answers, ever. Herobrine sighed. "Who knows, maybe I'll end up better off than I am now. And I'm talking to myself again. Great Hero, people would think you're crazier than you already are if you could get within a ten chunk radius of civilization without causing mass panic or being mobbed- I'm still talking to myself." The demigod determinedly shut his mouth and rolled his eyes, a habit he never would have bothered to pick up had it not been for Notch's unique ability to see where his little brother was looking.

Silence came and Herobrine started talking to himself again to pass the time and lessen the feeling of loneliness. Mostly about how stupid he must be to think that a human could possibly be a good omen.

A.N.: The prophet voices are basically just the blue and green text you get when you kill the ender dragon and go through the portal back to the overworld for the first time. Sorry this is so short, but the next chapter is already out.